Suspicious City Stranger

Okay... so i've decided to make this a new part of my blog. once a week i'll post about some weird city person i came in contact with. This week's Suspicious City Stranger (come on say it out loud... you know it's so fun to say) comes from the line at the grocery store. I ran to IGA to get a tub of butter. I carried Lucas in his car seat because i didn't want him to wake up because he needed the nap but i absolutely needed butter. So i'm waiting in line at the check out counter and there's this youngish European guy in front of me. He looks something like this guy...


... but a less attractive version wearing a scarf. Anyway, he keeps looking my direction but towards the floor. Now keep in mind that i've set Lucas on the floor in his car seat while i'm waiting. And then finally he takes out his phone and thinks he's discretely taking a picture. Then i say, (thinking he'll be intimidated and stop) "are you taking a picture of my baby?" But he just keeps on doing what he's doing and says in his French accent, "no, i'm taking a picture of your feet." "my feet?" "no, both of your feet together." And at his calm, undisturbed response i get completely shook up and start laughing nervously and say, "oh okay.. haha.. ha." Dare i ask him not to? What's he going to do with this picture? What could be so interesting about mine and lucas' feet? lucas has socks on. Maybe he wants to show his friends in france how stupid us americans are putting our babies on the floor. I don't wanna be rude and ask him what he's doing with it... but hey!! it's MY feet! what if he has some weird foot fetish...*shivers* eeks. And after having all of these thoughts go through my head, i finally get up enough courage to counter his response... but he's gone. He's already paid for his one candy bar and left. Damn. I should have thought faster. And THAT my friends is this weeks Suspicious City Stranger.